It was all yours to take Free to either own or break Thought it fell in the right hands Against you no one stood a chance You asked for something to hold dear Once given it felt devastation and fear What it went through can not be told For if it happens it would die in the cold After life would have stabbed it in the back Left for no one against it a track Wind would have grabbed it by the throat Threw it somewhere far and remote It was yours and you buried it deep Neglected it until it left with a sense of defeat Is this what happens when I entrust you with my heart? I should have known better from the start It began with a lovely “ You and Me” But in the end, it was all a “ catastrophe”
I always write about love and think I'm into it And think of its twist and turn, It wasn't that easy to love and To be loved. Each day we're swooning by The comfort of the Sun, I could not remember the last time The light had left me; No one would ever take a glance on their dark times.
I know, I am complete-- living on a guarantee that The stars will hold on into the night, Each night where you will hear the Swan's lullaby And in morning, you will embrace The thoughts of last night's catastrophe.